Kung Fu Was Meant for Killing!

Shen Wuren joined the fight, and the two-against-one situation put Master Bear under twice the pressure. But he had fought his way through the Black Lion for years, and the only reason he'd made it this far was his sheer viciousness. He wasn't the sort to shrink from a fight.

He let out a furious roar, his muscles bulging against his straw rain cape. He looked like a raging beast in human form!

His attacks surged in force, driving the two of them back again and again.

Though his father-in-law's arrival had eased the pressure on Chen Han, it had also left him somewhat hamstrung. The crux of the matter was that Shen Wuren and he had no coordination to speak of.

What was more, his father-in-law's punches were utterly mindless. His attacks looked ferocious, but he aimed wherever he pleased, with no order and no killing intent.

The bald man had started fighting for his life. The two of them were actually being pushed back. If this went on, they'd die, and his entire family would die with them!

"You move aside, Father!"

Chen Han shouted, taking over the attack and facing the beast in human form alone.

Shen Wuren retreated two steps, uncertain. He'd naturally noticed that something had been wrong just now, but for Chen Han to face him alone...

Of course, Chen Han was confident!

He waited for his chance, then exposed an opening. Master Bear was delighted and threw a swinging punch!

That blow would have been enough to smash half of Chen Han's head to pulp, and Master Bear was certain Chen Han couldn't dodge it!

"Die!"

At that moment, Chen Han didn't retreat. He stepped forward instead, moving with sharp eyes and quick hands. His right fist flashed like lightning, striking Master Bear in the chest, right over his heart, faster than the incoming punch.

To anyone watching, this utterly ordinary punch should never have been enough to hurt Master Bear. Yet Master Bear froze, his whole body struck as if by lightning.

Thud!

The beast in human form fell. His heart had been grievously wounded, and he was dead.

Mountain Breaking Fist, second gate opened—Dark Force!

Dark Force! Bright Force transformed into something hidden: the strength of bone, the force of the fist, concealed within the form. There was power in what could be seen, and power in what could not!

When it moved, it did so without warning—and its first cry stunned the world!

A Bright Force Martial Artist who hadn't opened the second gate couldn't comprehend Dark Force, let alone use it.

But Chen Han was different. He had been a Dark Force Martial Artist to begin with. His body was simply in poor condition now, making it impossible for him to use it freely. The price was that his entire arm now felt severed, utterly numb.

He didn't know if he'd ever be able to use it again.

Chen Han was deeply frustrated, but he didn't regret it. Circumstances had left him no choice.

"Kung fu is meant for killing!"

"Father, your punches aren't fast enough, and they're nowhere near vicious enough!"

Shen Wuren was taken aback. He stared at his son-in-law with a complicated expression, his emotions shifting from one moment to the next.

Among trainees with ample qi and blood, only three in ten could open the Bright Force gate. Of those Bright Force Martial Artists, even fewer could open the Dark Force gate.

In Shen Wuren's eyes, Chen Han was now a true Dark Force Martial Artist—a genuine expert. In the Black Mountain Gang, he could easily have been an upper-level leader, someone far beyond Shen Wuren's reach.

But how had he recovered to this level in less than half a year? Was it that Health Preservation Technique?

He couldn't believe an ordinary health-preserving martial art could have such an effect.

"My good son-in-law, what on earth is going on? Have you recovered?"

Shen Wuren clearly couldn't tell how strong Chen Han really was, but he no longer dared call him "Chen boy." He'd switched to "good son-in-law," and his gaze had grown much more fervent.

"Father, go back to your room. Leave this matter to me. Don't get involved, and don't ask any more questions. The more you know, the worse it is for you."

Shen Wuren was nearly forty. His qi and blood hadn't improved in a long time, and he was already old and weak. He couldn't help Chen Han. The best choice was for him not to get dragged into this.

"B-but I..."

Shen Wuren tried to say more, but Chen Han raised a hand to stop him. In the end, he said nothing. He glanced around the courtyard, silently shut the gate, and went back inside.

The last Black Mountain Gang thug was about to make a run for it, but when he saw the gate close, despair washed over him. He huddled in a corner, his face ashen.

He was a natural coward who only dared swagger around when following Master Bear. Seeing that Chen Han was a martial artist, he naturally didn't dare make a move.

Besides, he'd never even tried to open a gate. He wasn't even a martial arts trainee. If he rashly attacked, he'd probably be slaughtered like a chicken.

Among the common folk, he was a genuine bully. With Master Bear backing him, he'd bullied men and women alike and committed every manner of evil. But before a martial artist, he wasn't worth a fart.

"Sir, sir! We can talk this out. Spare my life! I've got an old mother at home and little kids to feed. I can't die!"

He went straight to his knees before Chen Han, kowtowing until his forehead was bloody, each thump loud and heavy.

"Tell me, who else knows you came here?"

Chen Han asked as he searched the bodies.

At his words, the thug felt utterly hopeless. Still, he forced himself to speak. "Sir, just promise you won't kill me, and I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Heh. All right, I promise."

"Sir, you... you have to swear. Swear to Heaven!"

Chen Han gave him a cold smile. "Fine. I swear..."

Seeing Chen Han agree so readily, the thug was overjoyed. He'd already decided that once he got back, he'd report everything to the young gang leader, then slaughter Chen Han's whole family to get revenge.

"Scabby Head is there too. He's waiting for us in an alley in the west of the city."

"Why did you come here?"

"To chase a little brat!"

At the thought, he gritted his teeth. "His father offended the Black Mountain Gang. Tonight, Master Bear and the others were ordered to beat his whole family to death. Only the little brat managed to get away. When we chased after him, we saw him sneaking into your younger daughter's room."

"Oh?"

Chen Han's gaze swept over Shen Yue's room, and a flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes.

"What's this for?"

Chen Han took out the small wooden token he'd just found on Master Bear.

Master Bear hadn't had much on him. Apart from a hundred-tael banknote and a few taels in loose silver, there was only this small wooden token.

"It's Master Bear's token for the Black Market. He bought the meat and medicinal broth he used to replenish himself and practice martial arts there."

That was good stuff!

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Han's mouth.

"Where is the Black Market?"

"It's, it's..."

After thinking for a moment, he finally remembered. "The big locust tree! Under the old locust tree by Black Marsh Lake in the outer city. Every night at midnight, Black Market brokers wait there."

"Sir, now you can let me go, right?"

"Go? Sure. Let me send you on your way!"

As he spoke, Chen Han grabbed the thug by the throat before he could react. His gaze was ice-cold. He squeezed hard—crack!

The Black Mountain Gang thug's head lolled to one side. He was dead.

Swear?

Heaven?

What did that matter? In this chaotic world, did Heaven care when gang members bullied men and women? Did it care how many ordinary people they ground to the bone and drove to their deaths? So I swore a damned oath—would it suddenly care then?

There were no gods or ghosts in this world. Better to trust your own fists than any of that nonsense. Those were what truly mattered!

Chen Han went to Shen Yue's room and pushed open the door. Inside were a boy and a girl.

The girl had fair skin and clear, limpid eyes. She was his younger sister. The other was a drenched boy who was none other than the son of a martial artist he'd met briefly a few days ago. The boy's childhood nickname was Yi.

Chen Han's gaze remained cold. Before he could even speak, Bai Yi dropped to his knees with a thump.

"Thank you, great benefactor, for saving my life! Thank you, great benefactor, for saving my life!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed over and over. Shen Yue lowered her head like a child who'd done something wrong, waiting to be scolded.

If she hadn't taken pity on her classmate and let him stay, or if she'd told them as soon as Master Bear and the others showed up, things wouldn't have blown up like this.

But what occupied her thoughts most right now was her brother-in-law, who usually seemed easygoing, even somewhat weak.

He'd actually killed that bald giant!

Everyone knew this was a notorious villain in the outer city, a wicked man who'd ruined countless families!

Ordinary people wouldn't dare provoke him, and even martial artists steered clear.

Bai Yi, still kowtowing, also found it hard to believe. His father had been a Bright Force Martial Artist, yet even he had been killed with a single punch after barely a few exchanges with Master Bear, who was built like a black bear!

"Big brother, I was wrong."

The little girl apologized to Chen Han. Chen Han ignored her and looked at Bai Yi instead. The tendons on the back of his hand tightened, then relaxed, then tightened again as he weighed what to do.